This is a song about "Left"

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

'till there's nothin' left.

Your father left you for another

Just to let you know, you are

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Life has put her to the test

So here i am at the store for some chips

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

With the rest who are left

I'm still confused about why you left

Half your body laying on my chest

The day before is better than the present

That was good shit, is there any left

He was being a bully so i left

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest